"It was about eleven o'clock at night and she was walking alone when a boy ran up behind her and tried to snatch her purse. The strap broke with the single tug the boy gave it from behind."
"After that the woman said, 'Pick up my pocketbook, boy, and give it here...' and continued to drag him up the street. When she got to her door, she dragged the boy inside, down a hall, and into a large kitchenette-furnished room..."
"So you sit down while I fix us something to eat...' She heated some lima beans and ham she had in the icebox, made the cocoa, and set the table."
"The woman did not ask the boy anything about where he lived, or his folks, or anything else that would embarrass him. Instead, as they ate, she told him about her job in a hotel beauty shop that stayed open late."
"When they were finished eating she got up and said,' Now, here, take this ten dollars and buy yourself some blue suede shoes. And next time, do not make the mistake of latching onto my pocketbook nor nobody else's..."
"The boy wanted to say something other than, 'Thank you, m'am," to Mrs. Luella Bates Washington Jones, but although his lips moved, he couldn't even say that as he turned at the foot of the barren stop and looked up at the large woman in the door. Then she shut the door."